: La balanza se rompe en un mundo incoherente, la justicia se cae muerta. La paciencia se acaba destruyendo la alma, la respuesta se esconde lejos, Poco
faces and our hands Camouflage, Camouflage Camouflage you seen have seen the way it popped with her corsage Camouflage, Camouflage, ain't nothing that doesn't go with Camouflage
: Home whispers words And the bullseye smote the honest Before the hunt, I feel I'm getting used to them Tired from the effects from memory Fluttering
: (Stewart / Savigar / Cregan) Every day I wake Every word I speak Got you on my mind I've made love to you And I may not be The answer to your prayer
: (A. Fraser / P. Rodgers) There she stood in the street Smiling from her head to her feet I said hey what is this Now maybe baby Maybe you're in need
's wrong Why, why, why, why, why Camouflage It ain't nothin' but camouflage Camouflage Ain't nothing but, nothin' but Nothin' but camouflage They were
: (R. Stewart / J. Davis) What do you want from me When will you ever see I gave it all nothing less The feeling ain't mutual I guess Why am I so confused
: (Stewart / Omartian) Looking out on the city tonight and I'm wondering why Trying to figure out what I'm doing wrong I am lost in an ocean of mixed
: (R. Stewart / D. Hitchings / R. Robinson) Early in the morning I can't sleep I can't work and I can't eat I've been drunk all day, can't concentrate
: (Todd Rundgren) We can't play this game anymore But can we still be friends Things just can't go on like before But can we still be friends We had
: (J. Fortgang) Chorus: Some guys have all the luck Some guys have all the pain Some guys get all the breaks Some guys do nothing but complain Alone
La balanza se rompe en un mundo incoherente, la justicia se cae muerta. La paciencia se acaba destruyendo la alma, la respuesta se esconde lejos, Poco
[Mad Child] We act on animal instinct Survival of the primitive Invade your camp, then set up a perimeter Interrogate the prisoner, ransack your residence
Ay nigga, ain't you Mac What you doing in this motherfucker Camouflage nigga what, you'll catch me in the cut Fucking shit up for every nigga, the bigger
Home whispers words And the bullseye smote the honest Before the hunt, I feel I'm getting used to them Tired from the effects from memory Fluttering relapse
be camouflage, what I'm not 'Cause what I've got invades the world I don't wanna be in a box All I want is just to stop being camouflage I'm sick of
'm smiling every time you pass me by I know you wonder, why I never cry But let me tell you, happiness, my happiness Is just a camouflage, just a camouflage
